To seek what one may wish to desire.
Is to endure the pain for which they journey to.
Journey through hardships that may be ones own.
For others that may be blinded.

They may flick onto ones with dreams
And in return there are unhearable words
Words with dreams
Words with hope
Words that longs
Those that wish to be are thrown into a pit
where constant torment is always expected
The presence of limbo may of be
Or a realm that leads to no where
For there may be a forever road at front
Here. And there.
Angelics assist the lost and given comfort
But it’s always temporary
temporary in the ambience
And the seeking of guidance is always a must.
Always walking on the scourge where to stay
Always walking on the tired and the strained
For there, it may cause to rot and be in ruins.